Xia Guixuan was also a little childish and pulled Shang Zhao to the night, saying, "We'll go into the house. The temple is newly established, and there are not enough staff. I'm sorry to serve as the guards of the wedding dress secretary and look forward to the bamboo house."

As he said that, he really took Shang Zhaoye into the house.

Shao Siming was stunned to see their backs disappearing, and smoke came from their seven orifices.

If you don't mention those unspoken rules, the secretary of the porter is actually a good position, similar to a living sect, who records the king's words and deeds, and is responsible for giving some porter counselors and reminders. He is a close minister of the emperor, but he has never had any guard or any internal affairs position.

He is not responsible for making trouble for the king, that is the job of eunuchs and palace maids!

You brought other women into the house in front of me and asked me to guard it. Do you still have to give me a flute?

Me, I cut you down!

No... This woman seemed to be a thread that she had to help her serve the Father God so that she would not mess around everywhere.

Shao Siming was stunned for a long time, sniffed, and carefully eavesdropped.

She didn't dare to let her divine thoughts spy on it, because Xia Guixuan was too sensitive in this aspect. Once the divine thoughts touched each other, he would probably find out who this was and could not hide it.

In fact, Shang Zhaoye did nothing.

She did it on purpose, and she really wanted to be honest and wouldn't be a little bit petty. Who wasn't a conspiracy leader before?

You woman, you hide, eat this person's jealousy and that person's jealousy, and want to fool me to tie up the Father God. Before, I was confused and couldn't think too much. Now that I have decided to be the Father God, the system will naturally become clear. You fool me to devote myself to the Father God, claiming that no matter how many slaves he has, you are really happy?

I'm afraid I can't even figure out how angry I'll be.

Because you seem to care about him and spoil him, so you can give him a woman... But he doesn't know that it's not about spoiling him, but about green in front of him, and he still can't speak.

But the moment the door closed, Shang Zhaoye also woke up.

What is going on? It's like hooking up with God the Father into the house. God the Father agreed... Then the next step is not...

He looked at Xia Guixuan nervously, but saw that Xia Guixuan did nothing.

He stood in the hall, looking at the mural in a daze, very quiet.

Shang Zhaoye followed his eyes and soon found the one that Yin Xiaoru said.

It's true that it looks very similar to this girl in the wedding dress before she changed her appearance just now.

Looking at the Father's eyes, you know that it is impossible for him to do anything with other women in front of this portrait.

Your Majesty is right, this is the white moonlight.

No wonder His Majesty has the idea of ​​matching up. Who can stand this far away? But this matter is really painful. It's all like that. If we meet directly, what dialogue will happen?

I am afraid that God the Father ran away as soon as he saw him, so he could not meet him at all.

After thinking about it, I am in good condition now?

Shang Zhaoye even had a doubt in his heart: Will the Father God have some guesses in his heart and deliberately refuse to expose it?

Or, although I didn't guess, my subconscious had a vague feeling, so in front of this person, I was quite strange and a little childish. They knew each other so well that they wanted to hide it completely without any trace, how could it be possible?

"Zhaoye." Xia Guixuan suddenly spoke: "This girl...has mentioned you?"

"Ah...yes, I said I did not serve the Father God."

Xia Guixuan curled her lips: "No one dares to criticize her... Why doesn't she serve herself?"

Shang Zhaoye smiled and said, "This is her advantage in the eyes of God of Father, isn't it?"

Xia Guixuan didn't speak in a bit unhappy manner.

If someone else is better than anything else, he would have been scolded to death by him, but he was just so angry with this person. He was so childish even if he wanted to teach her a lesson, he actually pulled Shang Zhaoye into the house... If she were just an ordinary female official, who would he angry with Shang Zhaoye into the house?

What are you thinking about!

Shang Zhao looked at her words and expressions at night and smiled and said, "It's easy for God of Father to serve her by herself... If God of Father can't pull this face, how about I sing a black face? Anyway, I'll do this."

Shao Siming gritted his teeth outside the door, so you are a personal Ma Ma Ma.

Could it be that you want to peel me and send it to his bed?

Xia Guixuan was also laughing: "Who said you just did this? As a high priest, she was okay to take the blame for me, but it was different from this... This could not be done."

Shang Zhaoye also laughed and didn't continue this.

As an orthodox monk, she was really embarrassed to do these things.

"What's more, I have said that the so-called service is not the same as that." Xia Guixuan said: "Is my performance in recent days a bit absurd, and I always make you think about it? But in fact, so far, I have not asked the gods to do anything to serve the bed, and even Mo Xue was not exactly the case at the beginning."

"Yeah." Shang Zhaoye did admit this. Everyone's thinking was a bit tilted for no reason. Maybe he and the little fox were too embarrassed, but he really didn't do that.

"Zhaoye had some misunderstandings before, but now he knows." She paused and smiled a little embarrassedly: "But God of Father is still very satisfied with the massage in his arms, right? Is this considered a regular massage?"

"Isn't it?" Xia Guixuan was confident: "Which massage parlor doesn't even have this contact?"

Shang Zhaoye smiled and didn't expose it, he still had the intention to take advantage of him. Anyway, this kind of robbery... he was willing to do so.

If he had asked him to put the reins in the sky just now, there was a shame of giving up, but now he is really willing, even if he really puts it on.

His respect has always been consistent, from the slight hostility of the past to the present day, and as he said, this is his ethnicity, not the object of conquest.

From swaying and resisting, to helpless surrender, to now, I feel moved and gentle in my worship.

Shang Zhaoye thought to himself that if he likes it, he would do more in the future...

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something else and said with a smile: "Since this is a regular massage, when I am not here, God the Father can also let the girl in the wedding dress do it without going beyond the rules."

Xia Guixuan blinked his eyes.

Shao Siming at the door had no expression on his face.

I remember you, Dead Horse.

How could I do this... Why do you think he likes this? Because the siblings used this kind of "regular massage" to be too much.

He sat cross-legged in the quiet room, pondering a formation against the enemy, and she gently massaged behind her. The opportunity of creation and the aura of fairy spirit spread throughout his face, allowing him to lean in his arms to relieve fatigue and troubles.

That technique will reveal the filling as soon as you touch it.

It feels easier to reveal the content. It seems that this place really can't stay for a long time. You can't be greedy for the feeling of watching him from the side... I don't even know if it's greed or self-abuse.

But I still can't bear to bear it... I always feel that there is nothing left to do.

Do you want to see him settle the dust of breaking through the enemy country?

Or the day when he saw him establish the position of Queen of God?

Or half-suppressed, the moment when I really felt intimate with him?

Or can he be torn to touch anyone?

No, don't want to.

Shao Siming thought for a long time and found that he didn't know what the purpose of his trip was, as if it was just an impulse and without any thoughts.

Make him fall in love with himself? And then reject him? It looks good.

But at this moment, I am clearly another person. Is it meaningful?

No… it may not be another person.

If he knew but pretended not to know, he would claim to be unaware of anyone's behavior, and claimed that he had investigated and found no problem... Actually, he knew?

Or are there vague speculations and always temptations? Otherwise, why is he always mentioning his past to himself every sentence? Will he mention his past to others casually?

He didn't even mention Shang Zhaoye that.

Yes, does the few words he said to Shang Zhaoye just now seem to be self- justified, and who should I tell you?

Did you really say that you were listening to Shang Zhaoye?

He is pretending to be stupid?

Shao Siming recalled every little bit of communication with him, and suddenly he thought about it more and more it seemed like a temptation, or simply a confession.

If he is pretending to be stupid and he knows that he is pretending to be stupid, but he doesn't know that he is knowing that he is pretending to be stupid... Then what should be done next?
Chapter completed!